One sizzling look and her lips were seared. As his knowing gaze roved over the rest of her, every sane thought evaporated. Something primal took over. Red- hot images of everything their lips could do for each other flashed through Sabrina’s mind. And then he was right there. With a speed belied by his size he was beside her, his hands cupped her jaw and his head lowered. Sabrina’s eyes slid closed and her body arched into him. As his tongue circled her lips, Sabrina knew this reality was so much better than anything she could imagine.
His tongue scorched where it touched and blood rushed to her lips. Naive though she was, she recognized she was being seduced by a pro. He was all power and hard muscle and yet she only sensed the strength, because no part of his big body touched any part of hers aside from his mouth and the light touch of big, calloused hands on her jaw. Then he raised his head to press small kisses to each of her cheekbones.
Without the touch of his lips, her mouth felt as bereft as a candle thrown into a puddle. She craved the warmth of his hands on her. She grasped the front of his shirt to shift him closer. Her hot fingers found his jaw, and slowed to savor his stubble. Bold as she’d never been before, she put a hand to his neck and pulled his head back down, silencing his chuckle as she set her mouth back on his.
After that, she lost all sense of place and time. His large hands slid down to cup her rear and he pulled her onto the hardened triangle of his thighs. Sabrina moaned into his mouth, splaying her legs wide around his hips, no thought but that she wanted this moment to go on and on. He pulled his mouth away to let them both grab some air and she protested.
“Don’t stop.”
But in that same instant, she realized the car wasn’t moving anymore. Through the fogged up windows she could see the outline of the tired brownstone where she lived.
Reality intruded as unwelcome as her six o’clock alarm.
She skittered off his lap and tugged her skirt down. Her hands shook too much to tuck her sweater back in.
He reached out to cup her chin, and she jerked in response to the rough scrape of his fingers against her softer skin.
“Invite me in.” “I…no. We can’t.”
Sanity returned and Sabrina whispered the words through swollen lips, raising a hand to her jaw to where his whiskers had scraped against her tender skin.
“Can’t we?”
His eyes were at half-mast, his wicked smile almost made her weaken.
“You know. Company policy. We both work for VGI.”
If only she could sink through the floor. What a dumb, unsophisticated thing to say. But the truth blurted out awkwardly was still the truth.
She wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize her job, she couldn’t. Besides, Alex was upstairs with Mrs. Egan.
“I won’t tell if you don’t,” he coaxed.
No, she couldn’t. Alex depended on her. He didn’t have anyone else. And neither did she.
“No, I…” She shook her head. “It’s complicated.”
****
He waited until she was inside the building before tapping the plexiglass to give his driver the signal to move.
Wow. Not even as a teenager had he gotten so turned on so fast that he lost complete awareness of his surroundings in the backseat of a car. He’d even run to a deli and bought a can of Red Bull, which sat forgotten in the pocket of his vest. He’d waited outside in the rain. When was the last time he’d been so gauche? Never.
It had to be jetlag. And his piss poor sex life.
The trip back to his Battery Park penthouse was too short to erase her image. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his list of New York women. He detested what was essentially a booty call, but maybe the solution to this amped up, unsettled feeling was just that simple.
No, he wouldn’t.
He blanked the screen and headed for the shower. He flipped on the steam, then the cold water, and then the steam again but nothing settled his aroused body. So he leaned back against the cool marble of the shower wall, closed his eyes, and gave full rein to the fantasy.
He saw cat’s eyes that glittered with desire, lush pink lips, cascading copper hair and endless legs clasped tight around his waist.